I never thought to fear an Indian, but, by Jove! since I've got you, Mandy, they make me nervous." "But these Piegans are such--" "The Piegans are Indians, plain Indians, deprived of the privilege of war by our North West Mounted Police regulations and of the excitement of the chase by our ever approaching civilization, and the younger bloods would undoubtedly welcome a 'bit of a divarshun,' as your friend Mike would say.

At present the Indians are simply watching and waiting." "What for ?" "News.

To see which way the cat jumps.

Then--Steady, Ginger! What the deuce! Whoa, I say! Hold hard, Mandy." "What's the matter with them ?" "There's something in the bushes yonder.

Coyote, probably.